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Chronicles gf Addington Peace By B. Fletcher Robinson Co-Auibor with A. Conan Doyle of Tba Hound of th* BaakarviHea,"aw^ right« !tlt, by W. G. Chapman) THE MYSTERY OF THE JADE SPEAR (Continued.) “Good afternoon. Sergeant Hales." ■aid Addington Peace. "So you have arrested Boyne F’ “Yes. sir.” “Upon good grounds?” “The evidence is almost complete against him." “Indeed. I shall be pleased to hear B." “Well, sir. It stands like this. Mr. Boyne called upon Colonel Bulstrode about one o’clock. He was shown Into the library and----- ” “One moment," interrupted the in spector. “Where is the library?” “That is the door, sir." answered Hales, pointing to the room from which he had emerged. “Perhaps it would be easier to ttn- Berstand if we go there F’ The library was a long, low room, lined with shelves that were in a great part empty. It projected from the main building—evidently It was of more recent construction—and thus eould be lighted by windows on both •ides. To our right were two which eommanded the drive; to the left two more looked out upon a plot of grass dotted with flower beds, upon which •everal windows at the side of the house, at right angles to the library, also faced. “Pray continue," said Inspector Peace “About ten minutes later, Cullen, the butler, heard high words passing. A regular fighting quarrel it sounded —or so he says." "How could he hear? Was he list ening in the hall?” "No, sir; he was in his pantry, cleaning silver. The pantry is the first of those windows at the side of the house. The library windows be ing open, he eould hear the sound of loud voices, though, as he says, be «ould not distinguish the words.” The inspector walked to an open lattice and thrust out his head.' He closed it before he came back to us, as he did to the second window on the same side. “Mr. Cullen must not be encour aged," he said gently. “He Is there now, listening with pardonable curios ity. Well. Sergeant?" "Presently there came a tremen dous peal at bis bell, and he hurried to answer it. When he reached the hall, he found the colonel and Mr. Boyne standing together. 'You un derstand me, Boyne,’ the colonel was •aylng, ‘If I catch you lurking about here again after my niece's money bags. I’ll thrash you within an inch of your life; I will, by thunder!' The young man gave the colonel an ugly look, but he bad seen the butler, who was standing behind his master, and kept silent. 'Show this fellow out, Cullen,’ said the colonel. ’And if he ever calls slam the door in his face.’ And with that he stumped back Into the library, swearing to himself In a manner that, as the butler declares, gave him the creeps, it was so very imaginative. "With one thing and another, Cullen was so dumfounded—for he thought that Boyne and Miss Sherrick were as good as engaged already—that he stood In the shadow of the porch watching the young gentleman. Boyne walked down the drive for a hundred yards or so, looked back at the house, and, not seeing the butler, as he supposes, turned off to the left along a path that led towards the fruit gardens. Cullen did not know what to make of It However, It was none of bls business, and at last he went back to hfs pantry. Sticking out his head, he could see the colonel writing at that desk’’—the sergeant pointed a finger at a knee-hole table littered with papers that was set In the further of the windows looking out upon the grass plot—"and so concluded that he could not have seen Boyne leave the drive, having bad his back to It at the time. “About twenty minutes later Cul len and Mary Thomas, the parlor maid, were In the dining room, get ting the table ready for lunch. This room looks out upon the lawn at the front of the houee. All of a sudden they heard a shout, and the next mo ment the colonel rushed by and made across the lawn to the Wilderness gate. He had a revolver In hfs hand, and was loading It as he ran. He dropped two cartridges In hfs hurry, for I found them myself when I was going over the ground Cullen bad been with him for years; he Is an old eoldler himself, and at the sight of J the revolver ho dropped the tray be was holding, climbed out of the win dow. and set off after his master, who had by then disappeared amongst tbe shrubberies. “He is a slow traveler, la the old man. and he reckons that he eras not more than half-way across the lawn when he heard a distant scream, which pulled him up In his tracks. It put the fear into him. that scream. He told me that he bad seen too much active service not to know the cry that comes from a sudden and mor | tai wound. It was no surprise to him, therefore, when at last be reached the wicket-gate, to find his master lying dead tn the road. "Above him. tugging at the spear that had killed him. stood Boyne. "There was no one tn sight, and though the road curves at that point he could see tt for fifty yards and more either way. He had no doubt In hfs own mind as to who had done the thing. Boyne must have seen the suspicion tn his face, for he jumped back. Cullen says, and stood staring at him as white as a table cloth. “ 'Why do you look at me like that. Cullen* he says. 'You don’t think—' ’’ ‘If you can explain that away.’ says Cullen, pointing to the body, ’you will be. str. It you’ll forgive me for saying It. a devilish clever man.' “ ’You’re mad,’ says Boyne. 1 found him like this.' “ 'And where did you spring from. If I may make so bold?’ asked the butler. Very sarcastic he was, he tella me. “ ’I had been in the upper garden, and as you very well know, Cullen. I wished to avoid the colonel,’ says the young man. 'I came round the back of the house and entered the Wilder ness at the upper end. I was walking down the center path towards the wicket-gate, when I heard some one scream, and set off running. 1 could not have been here more than half a minute before you.' “The butler did not argue the mat ter, but left him standing beside the body, and went to get assistance. On the lawn he met two of the garden ers, and sent them back. I believe he also saw Miss Sherrick near the porch. It was upon those facts, sir, that I arrested Boyne.” "I don’t think." said the Inspector, shaking his head at him, “I don't think that I should have arrested him. Sergeant Hales.” “It looks very black against him, you must allow." "Which affects hfs guilt or Inno cence neither one way nor the other. Has a doctor examined the body?" "Yes, sir. and extracted the spear " "Why did you let him do that?” asked the little man, sharply. “I knew you would be vexed about it, but It was done while I was out of the house, examining the road and lawn. He was very careful not to handle it more than was necessary, he said; but be bad to saw the shaft in two." “And why was that?" “He said that the force used by the thrower must have been very great.” "Very great*’ "Yes, sir. gigantic—that Is what he said." Addington Peace walked to the window and stood there staring out at the elm avenue that swayed softly In the breeze. "Is the doctor still In the house F’ he asked over bis shoulder. “No, sir." "We have none too much light left. Have you the spear?" The sergeant opened a side cup board and drew out two pieces of light-colored wood. The polished sur face was dulled by stains that were self-explanatory. The bead was broad and flat, formed of the finest Jade, microscopically carved. It had been fashioned for eastern ceremony, and not for battle. That was plain enough. Peace returned to the window and examined It with the closest atten tion. Presently he slipped out a mag nifying glass, staring eagerly at a spot on the longer portion of the shaft “Do I understand you. Sergeant Hales, that you found Boyne endeav oring to pull out the spear?" "Yes. sir.” "Who else touched It?" "No one that I know of, save the doctor." "And yourself?" "Of course, sir." "Let me see your hands." The sergeant thrust them out with a smile. They had plainly not been washed that afternoon. ’Thank you. Have you discovered the owner of this spearF’ "No, sir; I wish I could." "Have you tried Cullen or Miss Sherrick F' "No, sir," said the sergeant, look ing blankly at the Inspector. Inspector Peace walked to the fire place and touched the electric bell. In a few moments the door opened and a fat, red-faced man walked In There Is no mistaking the attitude and costume of a British butler. “Colonel Bulstrode was a collector of jade?" said the Inspector, in his most Innocent manner. “Yes, sir." "I noticed tbe specimens In the hall. Well, Cullen, have you ever seen this spear amongst his tro phies?" Tbe man glanced at It, and then shrank back with a shiver. "It’s the thing that killed him," he stammered. "Exactly. But you do not answer my question." "There may have been one like It, but I couldn’t swear to It. sir. The colonel would never have bls collec tion touched. He or Miss Sherrick dusted ’em and arranged 'em them selves. He was always buying some new thing." “Would Miss Sherrick know!” "Very likely, sir." “Thank you. That Is an.“ As the butler closed the door, the sergeant stepped up to the Inspector and saluted. "I should have noticed those collec tions,’' he said. *T have made a fool Attempts Made to Prove He of myself, sir." "A man who can make such an ad Came From Siberia. mission is never a fool, Sergeant Hales. And now kindly take me up stairs to the colonel's room. You Explorations Show That the American can wait here. Mr. Phillips." Indian la Like the Yellow-Brown It was close upon the half-hour be Inhabitant of Aala and fore they came back to me. and I had Polyneela. leisure enough for considering the problem. When Peace had walked A problem of much luterest. and of Into my rooms at lunch time, mention late a good deal before the public. Is ing that he had a case with posalblll ties at Richmond, If I cared to come that ot the origin of the American with him, I had never expected so aborigine, In other words, the uatlvft strange a development Nor, I fancy, Indian. In thia connection the recent investigations of Dr. Ales Hrdllcka. had he. This Colonel Bulstrode had served curator ot physical anthropology, Na many years tn India. Had the myste tional museum, tend to prove thtat the ries of the east followed him home to native American Immigrated to this a Ixmdon suburb? The gigantic force , country In a postglacial period, and is with which this spear had been i a representative of the overflow from thrown—there was something abnor northeastern Siberia, where ho la mal there, a something difficult to ex I closely related both mentally and phy plain. Yet after all, it might be a sically to the yellow brown peoples of simple matter. Boyne was presum Asia and Polynesia, says the Scientific ably a strong man. and the deadly American. Among the Interesting sites ex fury that Induces murder tn a law- abiding citizen Is akin to madness, plored by Dr. Hrdllcka are the burial giving almost a madman's strength. 1 mounds, or "kourgans," as they are was still puaillng over It when the called, located on the banks of the door opened and the little Inspector Yenisei and Selenga rivers and their tributaries, and along the streams of walked In. "The story of Sergeant Hales?" I northern Mongolia, especially on the asked him. "Is ho exaggerating— | banks ot the Kerulen. Oddly enough the date of the was the spear thrown with unusual mounds ts established quite us readily violence F' “Very unusual. It Is the crime of a is tf the date of construction were carved on a stone, fpr the different ob giant or----- “ He did not finish hts sentence, but jects uncovered, bo they gold, copper. stood tapping the table and staring ' Iron, bronie or stone, Identify the ori out at the gold and green of a sum gin of the particular mound from mer sunset At last he turned to me which they came ns falling within def inite time limits. Most of the "kour- with a slow Inclination of the head. "Hales Is waiting." he said, “and gans” appear to represent nearly re we must get to work. The light will cent times, corresponding to Vgrlan or Turk or "Tartar" elements, as well as not last forever.” The sergeant led us over the lawn modern Mongolian The skulls of the to the Wilderness and through Its okeletons taken from these more re paths to the wicket gate. Showers In cent mounds are of the brachycephalic the early morning had turned tbe type, short, somewhat spherical skulls, dust of the road Into a grey mud which occasionally closely resemble that had dried under the afternoon the same form of American crania, sunshine. The surface was scored but the "kourgans" of earlier date, into a puzzle of diverging lines by 'containing no mental objects, yield the wheels of carts and carriages, ikulls resembling the dolichocephalic cycles and motors. Yet Peace hunted type, long and narrow, and much like tt over even more closely than he bad American Indian skulls of this type. It Is difficult to assert to Just what hunted the paths In the grounds. He was particularly anxious to know the race the older sk letous and skulls be position in which the body had lain, longs. and yet, on the buuks of the low- and finally the sergeant got down In •r Yenisei river, and In several other localities, living dolichocephalic types the drying mud to show him. Apparently the colonel had walked »re not unusual, and such natives fre- about ten yards from the gate when juently bear a strong physical resem the spear struck him. He had fallen blance to our native Indians. Further almost In the center of the road, burial spots are known to be located which at that point was broad, with In caverns among the mountains bor- stretches of grass bordering tt on iertng the Yenisei river, which, how either side. His revolver had not ever, Dr. Hrdllcka wub not able to in been fired, though he had been found vestigate. with it In his hand. The most Important part of the ex We walked on down the road, Ad ploration and study was that pertain dington Peace leading, bls eyes fixed ing to the living descendants of the on Its surface, and the sergeant and yld races. Among these ¡ample the In I following behind. For myself. I vestigator was forunate enough to had not the remotest Idea of what he come Into contact with representatives hoped to effect by this promenade, of many tribes from the banks of the nor do I believe had the sergeant. We Yenisei and Abacan rivers; also Hurl- circled the outside of the gardens, the »ts, Mongolians, Tibetans. Chinese road finally curving to the left, and »nd some Manchurians. He was hap bringing us to the entrance-gates. pily present at a great religious cere Here we stopped at a word from the mony at the Lamaist monasteries In Inspector. The little man himself the neighborhood ot Urgn, where 7.000 walked on, and finally dropped on his Mongolians from all parts of the coun- knees close to the hedge When he ,ry were In attendance. joined us again, it was with an ex Among all these tribes and clans pression of satisfaction. He beamed there were Individuals who apparently through the gates at the old elm ave represent the older population, pre nue. that rustled sleepily In the gath Mongolian and pre-Chlnese, and who ering dusk. belong partly to the brachycephalic “What a pretty place ft Is," he said. type, though In a smaller extent to the “Thank heaven that these old houses dolichocephalic type. These men and still find owners or tenants who dare women are practically Identical with to defy the jerry builder and all his the American Indians of similar head works. Hello, and who may this be?" form. The particular Individuals are He had turned to the toot of the brown in color, with straight black horn. The motor was close upon us, hair, dark brown eyes and facial and for a steam-car moves In silence as bodily features which are strikingly compared to the busy hum of a petrol- like those of the native American The driven mechlne. It stopped, and the men are practically beardless. Some chauffeur jumped down and ran to at these people. If dressed In the cos open the gates. Of the driver we tumes and regalia of an Indian, and could see nothing save a peaked cap, placed among them, could not be dis goggles, and a long white dust coat tinguished from them. At least Dr. (CHRONICLES TO BE CONTINUED.) Hrdllcka states that there are na means at the disposal of the anthropol- STILL SEARCH FOR TREASURE □gist by which to make such a distinc tion. It is not only In outward ap Colored People of the South Victims pearance that these natives of Siberia of Sharpers, Who Sell Them resemble the Indians, but mentally as Divining Rods. well, and In numerous habits and cus toms which different environment The restaurant orchestra had Just and time seem not to have effaced. finished playing "Dixie." "Speaking of burled treasure," said Baby Famine In Berlin. a southerner after the noise had died The kaiser's capital Is threatened away, “the search for the hidden riches of Captain Kidd Isn't in It with a baby famine. The shop win with the hunt that is going on con dows display almost in the nature of a tinually all over the south for wealth public warning a book, just Issued, un that is supposed to have been se der the title of "Sterile Berlin," which creted during the Civil war. Two , reveals the disquieting fact that chil classes of persons are engaged In It dren aro constantly becoming leas and It is the pet avocation of the negroes, less fashionable among the dwellers but not more than one In a hundred of the imperial capital The author, Dr. Felix Shellhaber, thousand ever finds anything. The class that gets the real coin la the says that conditions in Berlin are al slick Yankee who travels through ready practically on the same level the south selling divining rods and as those which the world has hitherto things of that sort to the negroes. associated exclusively with Paris. He mainly blames the Increased cost These ’witch sticks’ are supposed to draw their holders irresistibly to of living where the treasure Is burled. They sell for a big price—110 to 150—It de Found on the Moor. pends on how much the purchaser has Dear, quiet Aunt Mary had gone up hidden away under his own hearth Tom Ixmdon to visit a golfing family stone." of nephews and nieces. At tea the first afternoon some one managed to Carrying 8chool Books. stop talking long enough to ask: Almost all school children carry i "Well, Aunt Mary, and how did you their books with a strap put around spend the morning?” and buckled very tight Thia will "Oh, I went for a walk on the moor. make dents In the cover where the A good many people seemed to be board overlaps the body of the book. about, and some of them called out to If the strap Is left loose, the books me In a most eccentric manner. But I are liable to slip out. Place the cover I didn’t take any notice ot them. And, I of one book between the cover and fly oh, my dear, I found such a number of leaf of Its neighbor and tbe difficulty curious little round things! I brought will be remedied. This will place the them home to ask you what they are.” books In alternate direction. Books Hereupon Aunt Mary opened her stacked In this manner do not re workbag and produced 24 golf balls. quire the strap to be buckled tight BATTLE HEAT IS REAL ORIGIN OF RED IRAN ______ SOLDIERS PERSPIRE AFTER FIGHT IN ZERO WEATHER. Captain of Confederate Cavalry Telle of Experience He Had In the Shenandoah Valley During the Civil War. The expression, "the heat of bat tle," often used by poets and histo rians. is usually tuken In a figurative sense and supposed to refer not to actual temperature of the combatants, but to the Intense emotional excite ment under which they labor, says the Youth’s Companion. But a vet- 1 oran of the Civil war, who ought to know, declares that the heat of battlt is an actual bodily heat. "It la no mere figure of speech," says Capt. Samuel Chapman, who was a trooper In tho battalion of Col. John S. Mosby, the famous Confederate cavalry commander. "On the con trary, In a hot fight the soldiers are often nlmost overpowered by the sense of oppressive warmth, even In the coldest weather. "I remember that tho second weeW In January. 18<J4, was one of the cold est ever known In northern Virginia. A deep snow preceded the cold spell. At tliut time the Federal troops were in poaseslaon of Harper's Ferry, at tho foot of th» Shenandoah valley. They had pushed their outposts out upon the hills known as Ixiudon Heights, The big surprise lit the National and Colonel Mosby determined to at league thia season has been the spurt tack and drive In these outposts. "We met at ITppervIlle, 35 miles made by the Brooklyn team Much of the success achieved by the lk>d- south of Loudon Heights, about 3 gers has been due to the hard hilling o’clock one bitterly cold afternoon. and excellent fielding of Juke I Hulb There were about 200 of us. alt warm ert, the big left-handed first baseman. ly clothed In heavy underwear, thick flannel shirts, heavy service trousers, thick boots and stout loggings. Christy Mathewson pitches in near- "When we took up the line of march iy rounded periods. over the crusty snow tho mercury was ess near aero, a temperature almost un The Naps refuse to give up the precedented In that country, and a tight for the American league flag cold north wind blew in our faces. s s • "We sat a moment, literally frozen, Extra Inning games are fought hard waiting for tho word. Then camo tho er for the Cubs than the regulation order, ‘Charge!’ and with a wild yell contests. wo swept down upon the sleeping see enemy's camp. Of course. It was an Ixirry Doyle has perfected himself uneven fight. Even the best of sol In the trick of touching runners on diers cannot fight unless In forma their way to second and then throw tion. and these poor fellows, roused ing to first to double up the runners, suddenly from dreams by tho crack of s s • tbe revolver and the yells of our men. Eppa Rlxey of the Phillies Is said to could make only Slight resistance, and be one of the best feeders in the Na either surrendered or sought safety tional league He generally grabs the In flight. side dishes of his teammates unless "A b the firing ceased I found myself he Is watched. sitting with my leg flung over the ess horn of my saddle and the hot blood Mike Kelly has found the job of pulsing through my toes. My over winning a pennant with the lndtanap- coat was thrown open, my jacket oils team an Impossible one. He has flung wide, my flannel shirt and un announced hla determination to reor dershirt unbuttoned and my bnro ganize and get a complete new outfit, breast, wet with sweat, was cooling see In the Icy blast. I was even fanning Connie Mack did the American my dripping face with my broad brim Hague a big favor by allowing Joo med slouch hat! Round me others Jackson to go to Cleveland With were doing the same. the great slugger on the Athletic "And. by actual time. It had been team the race would be one-sided less than three minutes since Colonel Mosby had given the order 'Charge!' to hie frozen battalion." How He Saved Them. San Francisco is likely to appoint physical instructors to the high schools there. Williams, Wesleyan, Colgate and Union colleges have formed u basket ball league for next year. OSS A dispatch from Sydney states that Richard Arnst, ex professional sculling champion, has decided to retire. • • • Willie Schaeffer had the bettor of Eddie Nearing In a ten-round bout in the Riverside arena at Dubuque. s s s The >10,000 pacing stake at Ixswls- ton, Me., fell flat. This is the little too much money for the half-milers tc ante. see Louis Deponthleu, champion of France, shaded Ollie Klrke of St. Ixiuls In a ten-round boxing bout at Blng- hampton, N. Y. e e e Harry Payne Whitney’s Whisk Broom II. finished under the wlro a winner In the Metropolitan handicap a tthe Belmont Park raeetrack. e e e The Cornell university crew, rowing in best Courtney form, literally rowed away from the Harvard varsity in the feature event of the big Cayuga lake r<> gatta, and crossed the line full six lengths to the good. • • • Seventeen-year-old Philip Johnson, of Portland, Me., will be a member of the all-star United States rifle team, which will compete against Great Britain and Australia In the interna tional small-bore matches. • • • Georges Carpenter, French heavy weight pugilist, won the heavy weight championship of Europe by knocking out Bombadler Wells, the British champion, in the fourth round of a fight at Ghent, Belgium. • • • Hans Helmer, the American profes sional Marathon runner, ts trying the middle distance game. He won the final In the big half-mile handicap al tbe Powderhall grounds, Edinburgh, Scotland | Reference being made at a recent banquet to tbe wonderful inventions of children to escape paternal punish ment, Governor Marshall was remind ed of little Jimmy and his new skates. The skates, the governor said, were given Jimmy at Christmas, but on ac count of tbe unsafe condition of the Ice he was told not to attempt to try them. Tho pressure, however, soon became too great for tho youngster, and hiding tho skates tn his coat one morning, ho hustled for tho pond. A half-hour later he returned dripping wot. "Where In the world have you berm?” exclaimed mother on catching sight of her saturated child. "Didn't I tell you not to try those skates un til tho Ice was safe?" "Don't whip me, mamma," exclaimed Jimmy. "I just saved three men and three wom en from drowning!” "You don't mean it!" was tho wonderful response of mother. "Yes," returned the young ster, "they were Just about to go on tho ice when I broke through." ' \ X. Told of Modern Inventions. The taximeter was in use about a hundred years ago, and was sold In Various qualities In Ixsadenhall street, Ixindon, while not only the modern telegraph was foreseen as long ago as 1633, when Henry Van Etten sug gested, in a little book called "Math ematical Recreations," that a person in London might communicate with one In Prague, Germany, by the help of "Magnes" (presumably magnetism). Famous Beauty Chorus. “What's drawing the crowd?" asked the visitor across the 8tyx. "Oh, 1 see. Musical comedy billed, with Mozart leading tho orchestra. That Is quits an attraction.”’ “It's the sextet that draws ’em,” In terposed a bystander. "Think of It! Helen of Troy, Sappho, Cleopatra, Pompadour, Durbarry and Nell Gwynn, all on one stage." Not Legible. "I wonder who wrote mo this let ter." “There’s a name signed at the bot tom of tt, isn’t thereF’ "Yes; and that's what set me to wondering." Quite Ignorant "I don’t suppose you know who built the Chinese wall?” "No. And, futhermore, I don’t even know whether or not there la a liver pUl advertisement on IL”